Current poems in progress...

in the cellar
the last bottle
he uncorked

summer evening
watching the moon rise
through my brandy

summer dusk
the sound of a mower
mulching dust
turning the greens and browns over in their beds

Remembering Opto
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his passion
blanketed the pages
Haikuland

TODAY he sleeps with Angels.
It is with profound sorrow, sadness and Eternal Joy for OPTO, who wrote here for several years and made many friends, that I inform you of his death this early monring. Michael (OPTO) went peacefully in his sleep after his 17 month long battle with stage 4 Metastatic gastric cancer. Please keep Michael’s family and friends in your thoughts and prayers.
JOURNEYS END by mgm
posted sept 7th 2008
One more hour, one hour till flight.
Till the journey begins
The end is in sight.
It’s been a long wait but I feel good inside
For I tied up loose ends made everything right.
Looking back on my life, it was uphill and down
And many a time I fell flat on the ground.
I made some mistakes, and enemies, a few
They all forgave me, I hope he will too.
I’ve been a good father; I’ve been a good son
I’ve been a good brother, and my wife’s number one.
I wish I weren’t leaving, I wish I could stay
But with dying you see the sign says one way.
Mgm (OPTO aka MGM) Sept. 2008
Remember me with smiles and laughter, for that is how I'll remember you all. If you can only remember me with tears, then don't remember me at all"...From Little House on the Prairie

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FLY HIGH AND SOAR FREE, OPTO! your friend, ~Q~

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Opto_ Q sent me a note telling of your passing. May you have many days of future that will give you many tomorrows.--GrandmaBea

Those golden oak leaves
drift, remember to return
to ancient cradles